"Yang Yuan coming here today is truly strange!"
"His attitude was so humble, and he even wanted to give me an immortal treasure..."
Even Xu Yang himself couldn't figure out what the other party was truly up to; was it really to turn hostilities into peace?
He couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss.
Especially those last words Yang Yuan spoke before leaving, which seemed loaded with meaning.
However, he did not regret refusing that immortal saber.
Unable to make sense of it for now, Xu Yang decided not to dwell on it further.
If this is truly the end of the feud, then it would naturally be a good thing—less trouble for both, you take your broad road, I'll cross my log bridge!
But if it isn't over, whatever comes next, he would face it head-on.
The cultivation continued.
One day later.
His Identity Token suddenly pulsed with agitation.
Xu Yang woke from his cultivation, suspiciously pulled out the token, and was instantly stunned.
